“No, this my hand will rather the multitudinous seas in incarnadine, making the green one red.”
—Macbeth, Act II, Scene 2
“Pardon, old father, my mistaking eyes, / That have been so bedazzled with the sun / That everything I look on seemeth green.”
—The Taming of the Shrew, IV.v.56-58
“But we are old, and on our quick’st decrees
Th’ inaudible, and noiseless foot of time
Steals, ere we can effect them.”
—All’s Well That Ends Well, Act V, Scene 3
“Be patient, for the world is broad and wide.”
—Romeo and Juliet
Bedazzled by the sunlight,
hearing sounds inaudible to human ears,
he stood still, unmoving, rooted to the place
like the great oaks around him, and
confused by the barricade before him.
Suddenly the power, the desire,
springing from a source deep within–
heedful of the multitudinous possibilities before him,
recognizing that he could go anywhere,
but knowing that the world is broad and wide,
he might want to be patient
and find his mother before exploring again.
NaNoWriMo, Day 24 Mix “fancy” and every day words. Since yesterday, April 23rd, was the 400th anniversary of Shakespeare’s birth and death, I’ve used some words he invented or popularized.
Yesterday morning, while getting ready to slice the Passover brisket for dinner that night, I looked out my kitchen window to see this deer in my neighbor’s yard. It reminded me of another time when I saw a baby deer and heard him bleating and looking around for his mom.